I am an insomniac. So, I am not exactly thrilled when C decides to get me up before 8am. I am a bit of a crab even when we sleep past 8, anyway, lately I've been waking to screams like "Mommy.... Mommy....Mommy I awake." "I need to go potty" (only to get out of bed and go play!) or my favorite "Mommy! I need you. I sick. I starvin' and gonna black out." This morning C yelled at the top of his lungs while I was showering so that he woke up L and Daddy. So, the smarty-pants that I am decided to teach him a valuable lesson. I bought him a clock. Why not teach him numbers and how to tell time all to my own benefit. We talked about 8:00. He was to understand that he could not ask to get out of bed until 8am. I even wrote it on a post-it and put it on the clock just in case he forgot the number he was supossed to watch for. We were in agreement as I put him to bed tonight.
Problem is, I put him to bed at 7:45. Fifteen minutes later.... "Mommy it's 8-0-0. I awake now." Out smarted by a three year old. Who's the smarty pants now?!
1 year ago
2 comments:
Hahahahahaha! That one got a real LOL from Dan and me both. Best laid plans...
LOL That's awesome!
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